I believe in very few things concretely anymore. This is a time of flux and chaos.
I don’t believe all American’s have a chance to achieve what some Americans have a chance to achieve.
I believe we are entering an era when fear tactics and intimidation of some people is going to become more brazen.
I believe the rich are going to get richer, and the poor will become poorer.
I believe Senior Americans will become cast offs and throw aways
I believe jobs will become more scarce, and things Americans buy will become more expensive.
I believe that nuclear weapons could very well be used for the first time since World War II.
I hope that family units will stick together and support each other. I believe trust in other institutions outside of close families is going to diminish.
If I am wrong, then at some point….if I am still here, you can point your finger at me and laugh.
One of my favorite songs used to BE “I Believe” :
I believe for every drop of rain that falls
A flower grows
I believe that somewhere in the darkest night
A candle glows
I believe for everyone who goes astray, someone will come
To show the way
I believe, I believe
I believe above a storm the smallest prayer
Can still be heard
I believe that someone in the great somewhere
Hears every word
Everytime I hear a new born baby cry,
Or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe
Everytime I hear a new born baby cry,
Or touch a leaf or see the sky
Then I know why, I believe
By Ervin Drake and Jule Stein. Originally sang by Frankie Lane
I’ve sung this optimistic song many times….and believed it.
Wish I could still say I did…….perhaps again one day.